Tuesday. I got back home last night after a great weekend. I discovered why we has the roast Sunday lunch on Saturday. Sunday my friend had to don his mayoral robes to be at the celebration of the reopening of Yate railway station. Not as boring as it sounds however. There was plenty to see and do, including a 1941 Bristol open top bus, on which we had a ride. on the top deck. Very pleasent. A delightful lady had made a cake in the shape of the station when it first opened. A work of art it was.
After that we went to a pub for a meal, I know, most unusual...not where there were many of the people that were on the weekend in Bournemouth last year. It was good to see them again. We are all off to Torquay this year.
Wildlife update. i put some sustenance out for foxy and tiggy. Foxy was first to appear at ten to eleven last night. The look said 'About time too squire!' Tiggy was a bit later and stuffed himself and went on about his business. A drop of rain during the night, so most of the usual suspects were at home being sensible. The pair of foxes were in their usual place, ready to leg it until thet were sure it was me.
A goodly weekend it was. I hope everyone had an enjoyable one also.
Clouding over again and the local weather girl is telling us it's going to get grotty shortly. So I'm orft to get the bits and pieces and get cracking. About lunchtime there is a bottle of oaky Chardonnay gong to meet it's fate. See you tomorrow and morning to all that follow. :o}